Heat seeker, death point of view
I lift the gun made of ice and I fire. "See, nothing too hard right?" The plague of steel studies the gun in his hand. He lifts it, and to show off like a teenage boy, he tries to shoot with one hand. It slips right out his hand and whacks him in the head.
"Hey, stop snickering you brat"
he points at me
"why didnt you tell me not to"
I shrug
"you wouldn't have listened anyways."
He scoffs picking the gun back up. He shoots it right this time.
"Don't get all confident now"
I grin at him, I lift my gun with one hand and I easily shoot.
"See not too hard, is it old man?"
He swipes to smack me on the back of the head. I dodge it with relative ease.
"Oh come on, I haven't even shown you a PTV. You said you wanted to try riding one"
he scoffs.
"Yes I did say that. Still don't let your ego get too big."
I hear sunny snickering.
"And what's your problem slave?"
Sunny stops snickering
"their.... well their driving is something else and stop calling me that!"
neph sighs shaking her head. I make a ice PTV, the bike kind. I get on the front, the plague of steel climbs on after me. He grabs my shoulders and we start moving.
I stop in front of the king of ashes who takes a step back. He falls off the bike.
"Oh my gods, never, and I mean never, ask me to get on that... that thing with you ever again!"
The king of ashes goes to help him up but gets his hand slapped away.
"Don't pity me brat"
he slowly gets up seeming to be in a state of exhaustion. I hop off the PTV and I walk over
"you okay?"
He gabs a finger at me poking me on the chest. I notice the king of ashes flinch.
"How, how are you okay?! How often do you do that?! How are you alive!?"
I put my arms up in a show of surrender
"oh come on, its not that bad"
there's a moment of silence, for a skeleton he seems completely outraged. He reaches back grabbing his battle axe. The king of ashes cries out
"Azarax no!"
I promptly get chased around for a good hour or two. Ashes tries very very hard to stop the plague of steel who seems to be in a blind rage. Sunny and neph watch on, with either amusement or tired acceptance. It finally stops and I land on the ground. He's not tired but it seems his rage about that has run out. Sunny chimes in
"I did warn you"
sunny gets a mean look from the plague of steel for his trouble.
"Oh come on thats how I always drive, how I've always drived"
"lies"
neph shakes her head
"unfortunately its not a lie. And don't try to convince them their driving isn't normal. It doesn't work"
I make a small offended noise
"thats because it is"
for a skeleton he sure is emotive. He puts the battle axe back in its back holder as he stares, more like glares, at me.
"If you think that is normal, then i do not know if I ever wish to enter your realm"
I'm really not that bad! I follow all of the laws, all of them! I've looked
After about a hour I finally pull out lunch from my satchel. Its some stew I packed. The military camp citadel has some stew always going. The perpetual stew. Its pretty good, beast like supplying it with great nightmare creature meat. The plague of steel watches us eat.
"Whats in it?"
I shrug
"I didn't make it"
he makes a clearly disgusted sound
"your a supreme cook for yourself you child"
sunny, neph and ashes freeze up
"don't make them do that"
"i can't cook"
he scoffs
"then learn you fool."
Ashes tries to stop him
"they've tried, I've tried to help them and it didn't work"
I'm right here, and I would like to be included
"well then"
the plague of steel slams his hand down on the sand.
"I shall teach you, to truly show how a supreme should act"
he grabs me by the collar pulling me up, I almost spill my stew!
A few hours later I sit on the sand.
"Horrible work. You disgrace your race with that show of cooking."
He paces around as sunny, ashes, and neph try the first attempt to cook I've had in a while
"no, you disgrace all beings that have ever cooked!"
Sunny makes a face at the taste
"it doesn't taste like it would kill someone"
neph nods
"far better then normal"
ashes stays silent clearly embarrassed
"but its still clearly terrible!"
He keeps pacing around. I try some of the soup I made, its better then normal, far far too salty but its passable. Wouldn't eat again but its not too bad. I finish the soup and I go back to cleaning before it becomes night as the plague of steel rants about cooking.
"Wait why do you know so much about cooking?"
He snaps his head towards me
"because on my crusade I couldn't get food that was up to my standards. Obviously!"